Poetry???

What is Poetry?

Who cares if it doesn't rhyme?
Who cares if it doesn't make sense?
Does it make sense to you?

Poetry is a form of expression--yours.
Let your heart speak while your fingers tweet.

Fall in love all over again.

Time of the Year

Christmas was but a mere few hours ago. I received so many gifts. Apart from that I was happy to share it with the people I love. So what I am most thankful for is not the shoes, clothes or other material things that try to shape our existence, but rather the thing I am most grateful for is...Togetherness. Guess some things really are free.

I Love You

I hate how much I think about you. I hate wondering if you're thinking of me too. I hate that I still care. I hate not having you here. I wish we had control over our memories. I hate that not even death warrants endless possibilities. I hate being trapped by thoughts, mere memories. I hate that I don't know if I want to be free. Maybe if you die, I would be released. But if you die, Don't die without me.

Last Dance

No luck, no charm, just take a chance. No music, no people, take my hand and let's dance. Hold me close and look into my eyes. Tell me what I'm thinking. Tell me no lies. Hold my waist. Caress my face. Let's dance to make everything okay. No words, dive into my soul. Let the dance floor take control. Oh how I miss you so...

S.W.E.A.T

Sitting in an office chair, Eating And Thinking about calling out tomorrow

Heartbeat

I didn't answer because I wasn't there. Maybe you didn't knock hard enough, maybe I just didn't care. After three knocks you still don't have a clue. That I just don't want to be with you. I've worked hard your whole life. Never skipped a beat even when you tried to kill me with your strife. I pumped, I rejuvenated, I never changed. Now that you're older you think I am the one who's strange. No more overtime, no more games. Now it's too late. Flatline...................

Sweet 16

When is it love: When you've been with someone for a long time, is it love? When you look into their eyes and know they're lying, is it love? When you share a bond of intimacy, is it love? When you cherish their creativity, is it love? When you share a form of friendship, is it love? Or when you work through the hardships, is it love? Maybe no one really knows the true meaning of the word love. At sixteen, I don't even know where the word comes From. But wherever it's from, I am blessed to have experienced its symptoms.

Motives

Did you think you we're just gonna sneak in and dwell in my secret place? Unconsciously removing the mask from your face Wonder who you will portray today? The truth is hidden in your eyes Your word say I don't have to pay you back--your actions say otherwise Even if you wanted to, you cannot hide Because I can't be deceived with the Holy Spirit on my side Secret are being revealed you failed to mention Your inside now seen on the outside shows your true intention Huh. On the surface you appear to be a true, genuine person indeed I guess u missed the part where my daddy said nothing shall by any means hurt me. (Luke 10:19) Yes, you are exposed The old me would have shed a tear But the new redeemed me declares there will be no link or soul ties here. Goodbye motives!!!!!! Goodbye mother!!!!!!

Wow

I don't have to think twice to know what you're thinking  We flow so naturally, people call us N'Sync I answer before you call I catch you before you fall You don't have to ask because I'm always willing to tell I wear your favorite before your brain tells you to smell You were welcome before you said thank you By now you should know there's is nothing I won't do for you Well..at least before we say I do

Bully Free

I'm not like you and never will be. Your favorite color is blue...All I see is army green. You're shallow and yet popular. You're weak and yet unstoppable. You try to use my strengths against me. Your power is fused with my money. To hate you is to kill me. To love you is to free me. Name calling, rumors, dysfunction on every side. Constant thoughts of a fetus that should have died. Lockers, desks, voices, lack of air supply. Cries for help denied. No more victim. No more me. My bigger is on the inside. My stronger has not died. My weapon is on the inside. My tears have dried. I say no to your demands and yes to God's plan even when I don't understand. I can wear this. I can be this. I can look like this. I CAN DO THIS.

Apply Yourself

Apply yourself they say You can make it Apply yourself they say You will be able to pay it Apply yourself they say You are almost there Apply yourself they say Everything will be fine Apply yourself I say You are not the one who signed on the dotted line Student Loans... prepare to pay the fine

Addict

It is time for more Choose your color and your size Everyone gets shoes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Legitimate questions... Think about it

Do you have to say excuse me when you pass gas, even if you are in a public restroom?

How can you bring guests to a party you yourself were personally invited too? Should you get a discount if you work at the Dollar Tree? Why do the people you barely understand crack jokes? The last piece of meat Is cooked and seasoned the same but why is it so cherished at the end of a meal as if it were a sample piece? What is it about the last bite? Why do people say everybody and they mama was there? Doesn't the everybody already include your mama? Why is mama separate? If two people are arguing and an outsider laughs, why do people attack the person who laughs instead of the actual person they mad at in the first place? If the dad is the head of the household, why do we say mom and dad instead of dad and mom?

London shows us how to party, laugh, and be cute

Baby London (now grown up) gives us dance tips as she moves her little hips
Red is the color. Bold is the mood.
Beyonce's on the TV....that's double the attitude.

GET READY TO LAUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Welcome to Miami

In Miami the streets are filled with people on the way to their destination
The crowds get larger with friends gathering as if they lack an occupation.
The lights shine bright even in the night.
The restaurants are filled to capacity. Everything happens in this city.
On the left, guys in rainbow colored cars sit and talk to women passing by.
On the right, people head towards the beach for fun one simply cannot deny.
Lots of sand, soft and mushy between my toes
Think twice about asking someone for the time because no one knows
The many sounds of music, chattering, and children overwhelms the atmosphere
It feels like summer is always near.
Tank tops, tube tops, short shorts, spaghetti straps, flip flops, and skirts that resemble panties are seen and is on sale
Named brand or off-brand it's all fabulous... Who can tell
All of the fashion labels you can name are fingertips away as people stroll down the runway called streets in this vivacious city that doesn't sleep.

What is Truth

Unusual images show a sound vision.
But clouds change the reality.

With rushing waves, the story presents spiral yet calm reflections of perfect peace passed on from the heart.

Like a joyful child at play, the memory lives in life.

Cellphone Trap

Ringing, Talking
Dialing, Holding, Searching
Cellphone bill too high to pay
-DISCONNECTED-

How to make Love

Gather or communicate with sincere devotion
Add a pinch of relations, not sexual but selfless emotions
Mix a cup full of patience and a pint of surprises
Complete honesty, the true you with no disguises
Friendship first adds the finishing touches to this lifelong meal
Being you and treating others as yourself is what makes this meal taste real.

Ask the Kids

Who spilled the milk?
-Jenny-

Whose dog is always chasing its own tail?
-Uncle Mickey-


Who is passed out on the sofa?
-Cousin Ed-


What is that smell?
-Oops, excuse me-

The Meeting

(They met at a party).
"What are you doing after the party?"
"Well, that depends."
"On what?"
"On whatever you're doing."
"Well, you know what I want to do!"
"Then why are we still talking."
"Let's go!"
"I'm right behind you.
(The two leave the party without being noticed.)
"Is this your first time?"
"No, I'm a pro and I hope you are too; otherwise I could have stayed at the party."
"I guess we are about to find out!"
(They head towards the sofa.)
"I thought you said you were a pro."
"I AM! Checkmate... You lose!"

Best Friends

"Dust was everywhere," said Mariah as she sipped her tea.
"Why do you keep saying that," I asked for the fifth time?
"You really don't know...do you!"
(I hate these little gatherings we have every year.They are pointless. Every since we were in school we could not get along. If she says dust was everywhere one more time I am going to run to the bathroom and leave her with the check).
"If I knew I would not have asked."
"Ha," she said smugly.
(Let me change the subject before I forget I'm a lady).
"So how is everything? How is your mom?
"oh mom is just lovely. She is as vibrant as a twenty year old. The kids are great...I got a promotion on my job and Kelly is on her way to grad school in the fall. Life is good. What about you? How is business? I heard it was slow. And how are the boys...still getting into trouble like they're daddy I would imagine."
(I know she didn't say that when her daughter bears a striking resemblance to the high school janitor).
"Oh my family is great. The boys are thinking about studying abroad and my daughter is participating in an internship at a prestigious law firm. Tell me something: is your daughter still popular amongst the coaches? I see you have taught her well."
"Here are your drinks," said the waiter in the knick of time.
"Can I have some more napkins please," I asked waiting for a rebuttal from my worthy opponent sitting across from me.
"Sure," the waiter replied. "Will this be all? What about you mrs? Would you like anything else?"
"We're fine thanks," I reassured him.
"Did I mention Dust was everywhere," she smirked.
"Excuse me waiter, can I have the lobster and the steak...RAW (I intentionally put my hand over my eye to insinuate trouble).
"Are you going to tell me what that means or are you going to tease me with these little chants."
"Well since you insist on acting as if you do not know what I"m talking about, here goes:
"Remember your high school sweetheart Dusty?"
(I can already feel where this conversation is going...let me just get my hand ready.)
"What about him?" I replied anxiously.
"Dusty was a human dust buster. While you were so busy neglecting us and focusing all of your attention on him, he was seen leaving the movies, the bleachers, and different houses of almost every girl in town. We called him dust buster because he seemed to sweep through the town like a tornado. I even heard he was seen with Snag Mag."
"You can't be talking about Maggy Snelville with the missing front teeth, I said in shock.
"How long had you known? Why didn't you tell me?
Lol. Weren't you the least bit curious why I bought you that dust buster for Christmas?
Lol. "Are you kidding me? Why would I tell you? Remember the super glue in my bra?
(I couldn't see the top of my head but it sure felt like one of those scenes from the cartoons where the smoke steams through the ears of an angry character).
"Oh grow up!" That was ages ago.
"Well some scars don't heal that easily."
"You are such a..."
"would you ladies care for any desserts?"
"Some people have had too many desserts? Don't you agree...sis?